And the way he played with me, it was really sublime.
Sometimes he would whisper for me to meet him behind the play-structure,
and he would tell me tales about dragons and Pokemon.
His dirt brown eyes reminded me of the worms we would collect,
and the soil castles that we wrecked.
He was a little bit smaller than me,
but size doesn't matter, on that we agree.
I had many play date's with him that ended with us screaming.
But my mom told me that it was just a trait that was not very redeeming.
I think I love him, really I do.
So I got down on one knee and proposed that we "get murryd" just us two.
(At least that's what I think you were supposed to say.)
He hugged me real tight and I didn't like that because he was covered in paint,